Three years later.

Xiangxi.

On the clear and bright Youshui River, the sound of the's flute spread far away, and the sound of the's flute is a song like a yellow warbler out of the valley, listen carefully, this sweet song is mixed with a few Wu Nong's soft words.

After the sweet singing ended, a tall and majestic male voice sounded. The male voice was loud, startling the cormorants catching fish on the river surface fluttering in the water, bringing a series of stirring sounds on the water surface, and the panicked birds were exchanged for the laughter and scolding of the fishermen, and the laughter of the silver bell echoed in the hollow valley with the scolding of the fishermen.

"Gao Kuan, you and I are going up the mountain today to find out, have you brought your things?" The eldest girl dressed as a traditional Miao girl sat lazily in the cabin, her black and white were distinct, like the eyes with black pearls in the white mercury that could not be said to be beautiful, and the appearance of Gu Pan was even more set off by her ghost elf.

The short-haired young man in a shirt and black pants next to her pinched her face and said with a grin, "That's nature." Hey, I said, your skin is getting better now, I remember when I first met you, you still have scars on your face. ”

The eldest girl squinted her eyes, and her white and tender fingers twisted the young man's ears, and her delicate appearance provoked the captain to turn around and laugh from time to time.

"The eighteenth female college can't change!"

The young man begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, my little aunt and grandmother, my shop is still counting on my aunt and grandmother to open today." By the way, grandma and grandma are in your twenties this year? ”

The eldest girl made a shy appearance, and Zaba watched the young man learn to speak like a child on the stage: "Slave eighteen." ”

The captain finally couldn't help but laugh.

"I said that you are a clever ghost, you come to Uncle Mu every day to laugh, be careful that I sue your father, saying that you are fooling around with this foreign son, see if your father doesn't beat you!"

The eldest girl smiled dryly, stared at her eyes, and said, "Uncle Mu has been getting better recently, I'll wait until I go back and prescribe some medicine to Uncle Mu to ensure that Uncle Mu is cured!" ”

Seeing her arrogant tone, Gong Gong shook his head, and sighed a little melancholy: "Uncle Mu, this is an old problem." As he spoke, Uncle Mu turned the finger at the young man who was sitting again.

"You kid, you've been here for two and a half years, and you've been sitting on a boat with us every day, why haven't you seen a painting published in the newspaper?"

The young man immediately raised his palm and swore an oath, and said to the captain: "Uncle Mu, I am the conscience of heaven and earth, I don't believe it, Uncle Mu, you see, I also painted a portrait of Uncle Mu, Uncle Mu, let me tell you, my painting will be worth a lot of money in the future." ”

As he spoke, the young man took out a picture album from a big bag he was carrying and approached it in front of Uncle Mu, who turned two pages, and sure enough, it was him, and the painting was quite realistic and expressive.

"You have to draw well, or don't think about taking the boat for nothing!" Uncle Mu glared at the young man with a gesture.

The young man laughed dryly like a big girl, put away the album, took out a piece of cake from his bag and stuffed it to Uncle Mu: "Uncle Mu, try it, this is a foreigner's thing." ”

Uncle Mu took the cake, smelled it, broke a piece, tasted it, wrapped it in a white cloth again, and carefully placed it in the cloth pocket of his gown.

"Uncle Mu is not appetizing?" The young man asked, and as soon as he said a word, he sighed again, and it turned out that the eldest girl twisted his ear again.

"Gao Kuan, you talk a lot!"

The young man arched his hand and said with a painful expression: "What my aunt said is that the little one doesn't speak. ”

The eldest girl gave him a blank look, and lazily leaned on the plank of the boat and closed her eyes.

The young man looked at her for a while, smiled and set his eyes on the sparkling Youshui River, the water surface of the Youshui River was calm, as peaceful as the town where he lived, the young man smiled, took out the picture book and pencil from his bag, and pointed at the eldest girl, and the tip of the pen rustled and began to draw on the paper.

The people are quiet, the boat is quiet, the water is quiet, everything is quiet, even the sun is lazily napping, the hazy sunlight is warm, not like the sun of spirits, nor the sunset with the cold, but the sun at ** o'clock in the morning, warm and mellow makes people want to sleep.

The young man couldn't help but yawn, and looked at the finished picture of the sleeping beauty in his hand signed his name, and at the same time wrote the name of the sleeping beauty on the painting - Ronghua.

"Wake up to Miss Rong, you're here." Uncle Mu patted the young man on the shoulder.

The young man looked at Uncle Mu with a bitter face and said, "Uncle Mu, she has the gas to get up, I have been beaten more than once on your boat." ”

Uncle Mu looked at him with a smile and asked rhetorically, "Then you let me call?" ”

As soon as Uncle Mu's words fell, the eldest girl opened her eyes and sat up, with no expression on her face, only to see her walk out of the cabin and take a look, stretch her waist, turn her head and say to the young man: "Gao Kuan, the backpack is working." ”

Saying that, the eldest girl came to Uncle Mu again and said, "Uncle Mu, let's go back on the mountain road in the afternoon, so we won't bother Uncle Mu." ”

Uncle Mu looked at Gao Kuan, who came over, and said to the eldest girl: "Why don't Uncle Mu come to pick you up, what if you girl is taken advantage of by this thief boy." ”

The big girl was heartless: "Then he has to beat me first." ”

Uncle Mu saw the two of them go ashore, and after seeing the two of them go ashore, Uncle Mu held the oars to adjust the direction of the boat, and suddenly Uncle Mu seemed to think of something, turned around and instructed, he turned around, and the two of them had long since disappeared.

Uncle Mu opened his mouth, sighed again, and turned around, he could only hope that God would bless the two of them, there are a few taboos on this mountain that are taboos for the people in the town, except for the corpse inn, there are a few mass graves.

He wasn't afraid of what happened to the Rong girl, but he was afraid that the kid who painted would instigate the Rong girl to provoke something unclean.

Uncle Mu shook his head, slid the oars, and walked away.

On the path of the green forest, the eldest girl held the drawings with both hands and looked around, she looked at Gao Kuan beside her and was a little suspicious: "Hey, is there something wrong with your drawings?" ”

Gao Kuan turned his head to look over, looked around, rummaged through his bag again, and said with a shy face, "It seems that I got the wrong map." ”

The eldest girl gave him a blank look, put away the map, and said, "Fortunately, I know the way!" ”

Gao Kuan shouted angrily: "Then you still let me draw!" ”

This mountain forest, Jinhua is more familiar than anyone else, in this mountain forest, Tang Ming left her here, she met the kind hunter Daddy here, and then met Gu Po, worshiped Gu Po as a teacher, and cured her face. She had been in this place for three years, and this forest had been to this forest countless times by herself, and she was more familiar than anyone else.

Gao Kuan saw that she didn't squeak, thinking that he was talking too hard to make her angry, he stretched out his slap and shook it in front of her eyes, calling her: "Ronghua, Ronghua? ”

Jinhua raised his eyes to look at Gao Kuan, and couldn't help but glance at him again.

This Gao Kuan, who was in the village two years ago, is a painter who sketches on the surface, but is actually a veteran of antiques, and the two hit it off by chance to do business together.

She has changed her name to Ronghua now, firstly, she doesn't want to be found by He Rong or Du Yuesheng when she goes back to Shanghai, and secondly, the word Jinhua is a little more feminine. Her temperament has indeed changed a lot in the past three years, and she has become more spicy and refreshing, probably because of this landscape that raises people.

"Call the soul, you."

Gao Kuan laughed, which made Jinhua laugh too, Jinhua looked at the terrain, pointed to a place in the forest and said, "Let's go over there, this time the east and west are divided equally." ”

ps: There will be a chapter first, and there may be a second chapter later.